Words & Music Copyright (c) Simon Atkinson 2015 All Rights Reserved

Lead Vocals/Guitar : Simon Atkinson
Bouzouki / Backing Vocals: John Duffy
Fiddle: Karen Henderson
Bass: Martin Henderson

A DIFFERENT KIND OF LOVE

She wakes on Thursday morning
Just as the day is dawning
She packs belongings from her fragile life into a bag
All she could show the world
for 19 years of making do and mending
just pretending

He'd said 'you know you need me,
I know you'd never leave me'
'You know beyond that door you'd last a week, and little more'
But now he's sleeping sound
Her footsteps light upon the ground
Are leaving, she's leaving

To find a love, a different kind of Love
Love, a very, very different kind of love

Arrives at sister's cozy
Her greeting less than rosy
Invited through the door, though odds on staying pretty poor
Now clear supportive words were hollow
Now she feels absurd and empty
Oh so empty

But if they could see what's going on behind those tired eyes
Her made-up face disguising every sign
From the comfort of their warm and cosy wide-screen tv lives
Its easier pretending that she's fine


But if they could see what's going on behind those tired eyes
Her made-up face disguising every sign
From the comfort of their warm and cosy wide-screen tv lives
Its easier pretending that she's fine

Returns on Friday morning as the day is dawning
Unlocks the backdoor,tiptoes in the kitchen - dishes stacked
He shouts from room above
He'll demonstrate his kind of love
A different, oh such a different

Kind of love, a different kind of love
Love, a very, very different kind of love
love, a different kind of love
Love, a very, very different kind of love

It's a love - but a different kind of love....